After Su's mother's cremation was completed, relatives of the Su family set off from the funeral home to go to the cemetery.
But at this time, Vice President Sun of the group, who had always been at odds with Su Mingyu, took the opportunity to cause trouble.
The customers who were determined to be postponed still came today. People in the group have been calling Su Mingyu to urge her to come over quickly.
But how could Su Mingyu rush over at this time? She would be stabbed in the spine.
"I really can't live with it now..." Before Su Mingyu could finish her words, the phone was snatched away by Su Mingcheng who couldn't stand it.
"Do you know this is mom's funeral?" Su Mingcheng hung up the phone as he spoke.
Su Mingyu looked at Su Mingcheng coldly and said angrily: "Give me your phone back."
"Why are you staring at me? Is it okay for you to disrupt mom's funeral?" Su Mingcheng looked at Su Mingyu with a arrogant expression.
Su Mingyu looked at Su Mingcheng like a clown and mocked: "That's not as extreme as sucking your parents' hard-earned money!"
"Who do you think sucks your parents' hard-earned money?! Let me explain clearly!" Su Mingcheng said, pretending to pounce on Su Mingyu.
After all, there are so many relatives present here. If this is true, then Su Mingcheng will really be unable to behave.
Seeing this scene, Su Mingze thrust the urn of Mother Su into his elder brother's hand.
Someone stepped over and held Su Mingcheng's hand, looked at him coldly and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I...I" Su Mingcheng looked at Su Mingze standing in front of him, and the painful memories of the past came to his mind unconsciously.
He gets angry easily when he gets angry, and for a moment he even forgets that Su Mingze is here.
"Okay, okay, everyone is watching from the car, what do you look like?" Su Mingzhe hurriedly put the urn on the trunk lid of Su Mingyu's car, and hurried over to break up the fight.
With Su Mingzhe at this level, and today being Su’s mother’s funeral, it’s really not good to see things like this.
Su Mingcheng took advantage of the situation and got on the minibus with the help of his wife Zhu Li.
Su Mingze walked over and took off the urn from the trunk lid and handed it to his elder brother: "My sister and I will drive behind."
"Okay." Su Mingcheng glanced at Su Mingyu who was silent behind him and nodded in agreement.
"Car keys." Su Mingze stretched out his hand to Su Mingyu, "It's not safe for you to drive like this."
Su Mingyu forced a smile from the corner of her mouth to her younger brother, "Thank you."
If Su Mingze hadn't been here today, I'm afraid she would have been beaten up by Su Mingcheng, and Su's mother's funeral might have ended without a problem.
"What are you talking about? Get in the car." Su Mingze greeted Su Mingyu, opened the door, got into the driver's seat, and followed the minibus slowly.
After walking for a while, Su Mingze looked at Su Mingyu who was holding her cell phone tightly with her head down and said, "Why don't you deal with your work matters first?"
"No need..." Su Mingyu shook her head and explained: "After mom's funeral is over, I will go back to the company to resolve this matter."
Su Mingze also realized what was going on and stopped trying to persuade him. He drove silently and followed the minibus.
Nothing happened after that, and the final process of the funeral ended smoothly.
"A bow..."
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"Three bows..."
Su Mingcheng looked back and glanced back at Su Mingyu, who was still staying there without moving. She was staring blankly at the tombstone and sneered: "A cat cries but a mouse is showing mercy! What have you been doing?"
"Let's go." Julie hurriedly pulled her husband's sleeve and urged: "Stop talking."
Su Mingyu just stared at Su's mother's tombstone for a long time, and Su Mingze stayed by her side.
"Let's go."
Su Mingyu seemed to have been immersed in her own world after getting in the car, letting Su Mingze drive forward without saying anything.
It wasn't until Su Mingze parked the car at the door of the old house that Su Mingyu suddenly woke up and asked in surprise: "Why did you bring me here?"
Su Mingze opened the door and got out of the car with a smile: "I am going to renovate the old house later, so I will bring you here to remember it, so as not to leave you any regrets."
Su Mingyu followed Su Mingze into the gate of the old house. It was okay not to listen to what Su Mingze said. After saying that, Su Mingyu really couldn't bear to leave here.
After entering the house, various childhood memories came to mind one by one, including scenes of her quarreling with Su's mother and Su Mingcheng, and scenes of an angry Qi looking at Su Daqiang.
When she reached the table in the front hall on the first floor, Su Mingyu couldn't help but slightly curve her lips.
Seeing this table reminded her of how when she was a child, her eldest brother and her second brother were served eggs and milk every time they had breakfast, while she was the only one served white rice porridge.
Later, when he had a younger brother, he always secretly gave her his eggs when Su's mother wasn't paying attention.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Mingze stood on the stairs and waved to Su Mingyu: "Let's see what you want to keep."
When she arrived at her parents' room, Su Mingyu pointed to the family photo on the wall and said, "Please help me get that photo."
"No problem." After Su Mingze finished speaking, he went directly to another room to get tools, while Su Mingyu sat on the table on the second floor.
After her room was sold by Su's mother, she spent most of her final years in high school on this table.
I used to think this was a very aggrieved and hard thing, but now that I look at it more than ten years later, it is actually something worth remembering.
"Dong dong dong..." Lin Ze took off the family portrait with a hammer, wiped it with a towel and handed it to Su Mingyu: "Here you go."
"Do you have any comments on the decoration of this house? I can leave a room for you here."
"You should think about how to support yourself." Su Mingyu said unceremoniously.
"I will pay you to simply decorate the house here first. Let's talk about it later when you make money."
Su Mingze didn't know what to say. It's true that a superstructure without an economic foundation is not reliable at all!
Even if Su Mingze now says that he will make money soon and then return the money to Su Mingyu, I'm afraid Su Mingyu will think that she is talking nonsense.
After all, when she was in college, in order to earn tuition and living expenses, she would go out to distribute flyers a day and only earn 2,000 yuan a month by selling courses.
But she actually understood Su Mingze's younger brother. After all, even though she was like that at the time, she still wanted to save 300,000 to study abroad.
That is to say, after meeting her master, Mr. Meng, and settling an account for her, she suddenly realized the reality.
From this perspective alone, Master Meng is her nobleman and her benefactor.